Entry hundredth supposed to be something beautiful. Beautiful escalation of beauty in not so high resolution. But fate wanted it otherwise and crossed my ranks. But I’ll show Yo beautiful place.
Every place has something other than its climate, location, specificity, and the availability. Most people have things as I told in common. But there is something that everyone have different. History / memories. At each place something begins and ends. Travel, interview, meeting, love. This place is very special. It started with something very beautiful. Unfortunately, it finished in the same place long time after it. But sentence ends after a dot. And I hope this is only a comma…